This is a song about "Sweet smelling shit"

I say you rappers sweet, tiramisu

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

After spittin' shit ridiculously sweet enough to give you cavities

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

Smokin sweet and sour

I call her, no answer

Have no souls indeed

Her voice was soft and sweet,

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Life is sweet, so sweet i need a shot of insulon (insulin)

More money that mean less sleep

Ill keep it short and sweet

Leave sweet, good hearted girls alone.

I don't need no fucking throne